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Mercy, don’t hurt me
Just trying to be real
The finder’s fee is wasted
The money’s a screen
Your activist babies don’t understand me
I’m hurt but I’m worth it: wasted and free
There’s a moment
It’s honest this time
We chased the summer
The same things light
All those feelings did strange things to the eyes
(Not that you could see)
It’s so hard to change a lie
Building up your bad defences and you stare into the night
No one wants to be that guy
Breaking bodies
Bouncing babies
Piling bones up to the sky
Hold your hand
The sorrow won’t stand
In the glowing morning
Ongoing demands
It’s so hard to change a lie
(if it calls)
Building up your bad defences and you stare into the night
(calls the mind)
No one wants to be that guy
(if it stalls)
Breaking bodies
(stalls time)
Bouncing babies
(the gall)
Piling bones up to the sky
(to say this could be mine)
No one wants to be that guy
I don’t wanna be that guy
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I was flying past all my memories
I was 17, couldn't wait for the next best thing
Flying from New York, school in Michigan
I took that bus to Traverse City
And I missed you then
I miss my friends but I’ll make new ones
The snow here’s straight out of a movie
I kiss the air and I feel weightless
I’m scared of new beginnings
I just got a job at the factory
Moved on out of state
It’s not my dream, but its still something
You’d love Doug Murdick’s here
They make Scratch Cherry Fudge
Ferry ride had one spare seat I wish was taken up
I miss my friends but I’ll make new ones
The snow here’s straight out of a movie
I kiss the air and I feel weightless
I’m scared of new beginnings
It doesn’t matter time goes by
You know our friendship’s one I can’t describe
In everything I do you’re on my mind
And this is just a part of life
I miss my friends but I’ll make new ones
The snow here’s straight out of a movie
I kiss the air and I feel weightless
I’m scared of new beginnings
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3. |
Geoff's Twitter Account
03:27
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Shut your mouth you piece of shit
Can your daddy’s voice in this
Didn’t have to work for it
You really climbed the mountain, eh?
I was weak
They were tired
Moral is you need the same desire
Things you’d change to keep the fire
Nothing burns if you won’t climb higher
If there’s no story
If there’s no heart
If it seems empty
It gets torn apart
Thrown across the landscape
I’m the same thing I always was
Mixed it up, was bored and done
Needed to see what I could become
Needed to change my name
Things we once believed were law
Sentiment
Four on the floor
Nothing I want more
Everyone wants a part of you
Hearts on fire
Everyone wants the same thing
But they don’t know desire
Cheap meat
Chain gang
Slashed your tires
Military strychnine
Hear the town crier
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I had a dream
The kind that needs to be seen
Are they coming after me?
Corroborate the scene
Oooooooohh
It’s the rapture baby
Oooooooohh
We’re all haunted lately
Someone’s child
Dress em up
The window of your life
You squeeze and you squeeze and you squeeze em and they fall apart
Just to make you feel better about your art
Oooooooohh
It’s the rapture baby
Oooooooohh
We’re all haunted lately
The sky opens up
Alright alright alright
Oh David
Why don’t you come on outside
Stay until
Midnight ride
So many secrets that some must have been lies
Maybe I should go
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5. |
Feeling Swell
05:21
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Uncontrolled Oversold
Chicken little Marigold
Patch the fence to make amends
I think we’ll be okay
Flip side of a mirror
Two different kinds of light
I’m a little misunderstood
And you are usually right
Where have you gone?
How do you let the light shine in?
Do you remember what its like to
Get out of your head, take in the view
Come back soon my friend
(Is it wearing thin?)
Party people Overblown
Catch the train Head back home
Sweet Montreal, I miss you
Pastoral kodachrome
Steady boy Steady hands
Unsteady heart Unsteady man
You know that its not over
You just gotta make a plan
It’s impossible to lose if you never quit
The silence is a mezzanine
And words are wearing thin
Where have you gone?
How do you let the light shine in?
Do you remember what its like to
Get out of your head, take in the view
Come back soon my friend
(Feel it in your skin)
Are you mine? Are you mine?
Are you mine? Are you mine?
I can feel it wobbling – side A, side B
Could be three
No one is left behind
You’ve made up your mind
So take it in the arm, take it on the chin
Feel it on your skin
Is it wearing thin?
(Feeling swell… feeling so well…)
Slip away into the night, howling at the moon
Find your own way…
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6. |
Cauldron
04:01
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Strange sun, setting on
Cold and the night belong
Everyone wants to fall in love
Just because…
So that we don’t drown
Turn it upside down
There’s an angel in the air
Hold me, hold me
Make me care
Call me with your generous glare
The silence in the mud
Everyone wants to find a love
Just because…
Cold and the night belong
Everyone wants to fall in love
Just because…
So that we don’t drown
Turn it upside down
There’s a devil in the air
Destroy, destroy
It don’t care
Called him resignation’s stare
The silence in the mud
Tell me what the ancients loved
What everyone’s enamoured of
There’s only one, there’s only one
I’m a little boy
Coronation day
Don’t think about some other way
Tell me I’m the only one
But I’m a little boy
I’m living in a cauldron
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7. |
Rickshaw ... and gone!
02:58
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What is it about this place
Made you need to get away
You felt so bound
But you got out
Mercy mercy
Where you been
Haven’t seen you since Berlin
Not the same without your grin
They called game
But you still had skin in it
Cutthroat baby
Diamond eyes
Silly mantras
Stormy skies
Not sure if that’s your new disguise
They might not let you in
Suit and tie don’t fail me now
How far you’ve come, it’s quite the vow
Hold your own
(You found your sound!)
… empty shoes outside
Mercy mercy
Look at your face
At least your heart is still in places
They could make mountains out of your disgrace
(Burning up inside)
Window pane
Golden light
Stand up straight
For modern times
(There’s violence on my mind)
Close the blinds
Bind your own
Watch it on the tele
From your home
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Jitterbug
03:10
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Still my heart What don’t I know?
Beating loud Beating slow
Tickled pink A golden glow
Badup badup
Badup badup buh
The morning comes too fast
My laugh
My laugh
Your hope
My past
No worries, babe Stay inside
Mission to raise the light
If they come for the bills, then I’ll be waiting for them
Blue-eyed
Badup badup
Badup badup buh
The morning comes too fast
My laugh
My laugh
Your hope
My past
What I fear is what I want
Shadow of a quite swan
Raise her wings and carry on
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9. |
Scattershot
03:29
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Spent 10 years sitting on your ass
Then The Problem finally landed in your lap
What you gonna do?
You’re gonna pick up the closest hammer
You’re gonna spin it and spin it and spin it and spin it all around
Some believers turn out to be deceivers
Tried to warn me about what they were storming on
Don’t look at the darkness, revenge is in their heart
I can tell that you’re going nowhere
You’ve got that special LinkedIn kinda stare
And I don’t care
I don’t care
Some believers turn out to be deceivers
Oh - Tried to warn me about what they were storming on
Don’t look at the darkness, revenge is in their heart
So much bullshit
Mischievous raccoon shit
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10. |
Stand Aside
03:55
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Silence those bells
The ocean don’t ring
You got it
The night is the endemic thing
If only your mother could’ve heard you sing
We part in the middle
You just need one thing
Your body
The silence
An ocean disguise
There’s only one reason to hang with those guys
It’s not cause you do not know what is inside
You’re guessing that they’ve underestimated your pride
hiyeeeee
In a moment they’ll ask you to step forward inside
Just cause the night fell don’t mean that you’ve died
How is the time rolling upwards tonight?
Keep whispering: don’t stand aside
hiyeeeee
hiyeeeee
hiyeeeee
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11. |
Oil + Water
05:09
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RCMP pushes through another line
Guns are drawn, see their smile
Happy to finally fight at last
A hundred years of holding back
What they want isn’t you – it’s your hope
They cover it up with the PR glow
While Government pretends that they don’t know
There’s a mother in the snow
Unbelievable. My God.
Hypocrisy of empty laws.
Chains of a clerk in a government job
The guns are getting cold
They’re not here for you
They’re not here for me
They’re not here for anything that peace could be
The only thing they wanna protect, you see
It’s the oil
And the property
… Hold my breath:
One by one across the land it starts
Change is coming
From broken hearts
For kids who need more than dimestore charms
Changing tide
Guiding star
There was land out here
There was gold, there was fear
Chasing an unraveling dream
And if the old British economy didn’t need money or land or oil …
I’d probably be on some Russian farm
Digging potatoes, spinning yarns
But here I am watching my country lie
About how we heat our homes at night
No doctrine here
No burning bush
Just oil + water
Give it a push
Watch it flow
To the shore
It’s a race
To settle the score
Are we friends now?
Can we be friends now?
Who’s your friend now?
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Touching Winnipeg, Manitoba
Born on a boat in a storm a long way from home. Now turning forests to feathers.
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